Novel & Cerita Werewolves Resident Evil

He steadily made his journey there. When he arrived, he immediately noticed that there were two Werewolves waiting for him. Their expressions were filled with sympathy with the small hint of a smile. Radyn knew that one of them was a Delta and the other a lowly Omega. Whatever business they had with him could wait. As he got closer, they inched more towards him. "Fuck off."

And now, here it was, in their midst. Liam, lying on the ground in his final moments, used what little strength he had left to issue one last command. “Run,” he rasped, his voice barely audible as the life drained from his body. “Run...” But it was too late. Jeremy stepped forward, pulling a black bag from his side. He unzipped it, revealing a set of grenades. These weren’t typical explosives, however—they were filled with wolf’s bane gas, a weapon designed to exterminate werewolves without mercy. With a grin hidden beneath his gas mask, Jeremy pulled the pins from the grenades and tossed them toward the group of men.

“ Son, not here. Too many ears. Let’s go to my office. I will tell you what I know about them “. Eros ushered all of us inside. We walked through the garden into the house and we went up to his office on the second floor. Once we were all seated and the door was locked, I once again asked the same questions. “ Eros, please explain, we need to know what is happening. Why are you on edge?” He exhaled audibly. “ Raven is not an ordinary wolf. She is the Raven Wolf? The rarest kind.” “ Wait Eros, are you talking about the war wolf ?” Allison’s eyes widened. “ Yes, I am” “ No that can’t be…" her pulse rate increased and fear flared out of her pores. " Raven is a late bloomer, “ Allison said with

“Murder without dinner. Very efficient. Bet Kael would give it two stars for effort.” The smell told me enough—werewolves. Not rogues. Organized. Patrolling. “Well, that’s just fantastic,” I said. “Because freedom wasn’t stressful enough, let’s throw homicidal werewolves into the mix.” Enemies, my wolf growled. Not ours. “Yeah, no kidding. Unless this is some kind of forest welcoming committee, we are not on the guest list.” Still, I kept moving, dagger ready. The prints in the mud were too fresh. They were hunting. Searching. For what, I wasn’t sure—until I remembered Erynos’ creepy words back in the hall. Descendant of the Moon Goddess. Stronger than wolves.

The Forgotten's mental manipulation shattered completely when reality itself convulsed with invasion. Through my fragmenting consciousness, I felt thousands of new presences breach into our dimensional space. Not cosmic entities or quantum beings, but something far more primal and terrifyingly familiar. Werewolves. An entire pack materialized around us—easily three thousand strong—led by an Alpha whose presence made the air itself submit. He was massive even in human form, covered in ritual scars that glowed with dark magic, his eyes burning with crimson power that reeked of forbidden arts.

"It's a silly way to show that they welcome us to be part of them. We try to give them a piece of property but it's still strange to see them on Pack lands." "You can say that again," Anna mumbled. Everyone knew werewolves were very territorial. Their ancestors must've had a lot of fun when they decided to set up a few residential areas for humans in their lands. It was nothing more than mind games. "I hear he keeps lots of information there too," Ezra explained. "Since he'll be hanging out with the governmental officials, no one would be home. Not even his mate. The guards, however," he trailed off. "Agent Ray will come in handy," Ezra stroked his chin. "He'll sneak you in and you'll have t

“The werewolves had to bite or cut off the vampire teeth bites because the officials would get suspicious. Wolf bites were normal to cops, but vampire teeth are quite distinct. It became a lot of work, having to work on corpses and all that. It threatened the peace and existence of the whole town. If anyone found out about our kind, we would be burned like witches on stakes and a lot of us would not have been borne. To protect the town, the werewolves decided the resort had to go. Your ancestors were getting a lot of money from it, so were unwilling to let go. They had always been poor and here was a chance to get rich and make a name for themselves. When they became adamant, the werewolves

"How do we fix this..werewolf man ?" "We don't." I turned to face him. "Not with words. With action." "What kind of action?" "The kind that shows them we're stronger together." I limped toward the training ground. "Gather your best fighters. I'll gather mine." The first joint training session was a disaster. Two wolves and a vampire nearly killed each other within the first hour. Rylan had to pull them apart. Soren's second-in-command, a fierce vampire named Vex, nearly challenged me to a duel when one of my wolves accidentally insulted their kind.

Se sure they are not Vampires rather than Werewolves? -----------------

I unstalled it quickly and had it open no more than barely enough to look through. What I saw made me shudder. fires burned in the streets. Black-helmed men moved between buildings with a presence too large—to too utterly big—to be mere bandits. The air rang with screams of human beasts And then I beheld them. Werewolves. Not the usual wolves, but giant red-eyed beasts with speck-covered glowing fur and blood. Werewolves. I struggled to gasp, as finally realization caught up. No bandit raid, this time. War had come to Green Hills.